Letra de Little People

Little people running up and down the walls. I can see all the pretty plans in their eyes. Little people reaching up from the floor. I can see them trying to pick their best disguise. Little people grabbing hold of my arms. I can see that there's a crowd in my way. Little people screaming piercing little words happily. Trying to have their little way. I don't want ever to let their filthy hands take me over. I don't want to let their little dirty hands in my mind. They can't get to me; they can't get to me, They can't get to me; I'm not on their side. Little people trying to cover up my eyes. So I can't see what they want to do to my face. Little people singing simple little so I will sleep. Trying to get me out of their way. I don't want ever to let their filthy hands take me over. I don't want to let their little dirty hands in my mind. They can't get to me; they can't get to me, They can't get to me; they can't get to me. They can't get to me; they can't get to me. They can't get to me; they can't get to me. They can't get to me; they can't get to me. I don't want ever to let their filthy hands take me over. I don't want to let their little dirty hands in my mind. They can't get to me; they can't get to me, They can't get to me; I'm not on their side.